The vagabondA Poem by B.JOr swagman, depends which country you areHe walks alone I recognise Him, he is one of your own And leave the soul alone Because, He's got no-one He live's his life by his creed He is the keeper of his seed Alone he walks the road, Living for a meal a day Whether it be for the hunt or chase Just a meal a day, he has survived No need to pretend, just a vagabond No family or friends, just the animals And him, no need, for anything else He walks alone He's not lonely He will stay with the animals Just watch silently And you will see Watch from afar He prefers not to be seen Someday's he will let you Walk with him, eat with him He eat's silently, When finished he gathers His sparse belongings and leaves As quietly as he arrives Wanting to be alone He's used to being alone He likes to be alone Company is not his life He's free, his heart is free He lives the life of a vagabond Life on the open road A quiet man, not liking being followed He is free, his heart is free Longing for freedom he steps up the pace One days soon, he may settle Beneath the moon, beneath the trees Truly he is not alone He does not let anyone know He follows his dream He follows his wisdom He follows nature He could leave it all behind But it follows him day by day He does not know what he is going to find Each day as he wanders aimlessly He has his dreams The vagabond Has taken years to find himself Following himself Following his wisdom Following nature Content and fulfilled Just himself and the open road He moves lightly through the open woods Taking care to share the future with others Along the open road, and under the blue skies Now fulfilled and content Consenting to no-one He has lived his life His way, sharing with the animals Living his dream And other when they wandered into his camp Nobody said he had to live the life of a vagabond He did so because he needed to grow And be with nature Existing within human nature He lived free To fly with his dreams To fly with his wisdom Like nobody before him Now he may be at peace in the end With wisdom and glory
© 2015 B.JAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on January 15, 2015 Last Updated on January 15, 2015 AuthorB.JSouth Australia, Rural, AustraliaAboutI live in rural South Australia, among the best wine district in the state. I enjoy dabbling with words, seeing what I can create. I appreciate creative reviews. more..Writing
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